Cricket...
by: Matthew Ho
The cricket crawls in
wondering "what is this place?"
Darkness overwhelms

The Ocean

by:Matthew
The ocean, quiet
Glum clown fish swim like a car
It's the coral's town

The Sad Life of a Minecraft Pig

1. Being Cooked.....

Joey the pig was a regular old pig. Munching on grass, stomping on wheat farms and eating carrots. One day Herobrine (the bad guy in Minecraft) cast a drought all over the world. Crops failed, livestock died,leaves turned to dead plants. Steve was very hungry. His house was burned down form a forest fire along with his food and materials. He was roaming the world in search of fertile land. Right now though,he was starving and on the brink of death, but then he found Joey. Steve's eyes lit up and pulled out an iron sword and put down a furnace. With a quick slash Joey's stomach was cut open and his eyes closed.

2. Being Rode Off a Cliff
Oscar the pig was an army pig. He transported materials to the battle field. One day a battle was raging. Oscar was stocked up and started walking to the battlefield. When a player wants to ride a pig and control it, they have to put on a saddle, put a carrot on a fishing rod and throw it in front of the pig. Oscar's rider was doing that except he really wasn't paying attention. He was staring at his screen, dreading his job. Oscar was dazed at the carrot and chased it so he too wasn't paying attention. Suddenly the train of transportation pigs turned, but Oscar did not. He kept on going straight. The rider on the other hand, still was not paying attention. Both never noticed the steep cliff they were heading to.
Suddenly they fell straight down to their deaths.



Life
by: Matthew
Life is filled with joy
Sadness
Happiness
Frustration
Surprises
Life is your perspective of the world
Half Full
Half Empty
Life is what you think of what life is

Tastes
by: Matthew
Spicy, is a taste full of fire and anger
Sweet, is like a piece of beautiful piece of music
Bitter, is a taste that controls your face
Dry and flavorless is what some people are today

Sports
by: Matthew
Sports are a commitment
Sports can be painful
Sports brings glory to a team
Sports brings out the inner human

The Classroom
by: Matthew
A place for learning
Where hardships are faced with help
A place where seeds grow

Cloud's Personalities
by: Matthew
The Clouds are dark as evil
The Clouds are light as Angels
The Clouds are crying
The Clouds are being artists
All in one cloud


Chalkboard
Memories erased
High-pitch squeals fill the air
A big black paper

This poem is a poem that needs to be read by two people at the same time. One reads the right the other reads the left.

A Perfect Meal
Salmon Sushi
with a hint of wasabi
Hot miso soup hot miso soup
with tofu
Sweet chicken teriyaki
with some tempura on the side

Ice Cream Ice Cream
Doesn't that Go with
Everything Everything

Street
Cars burning rubber
Street cleaners slowly moving
Workers on the side

Minecraft
by: Matthew
A game of blocks
Diamond mining forever
A mob is coming

My Backyard
by: Matthew
A tree, leaves brittle
When are ball hits it, flakes fall
It wishes for snow

Ramen
A delicious soup
Noodles, chives, fish balls and egg
Chopsticks hot tubing

My Sports Life
As I look
across the mantle
I see me holding
a baseball mitt
a soccer ball
and scoring a basketball

Steve's Dream

Can I find a ore?
A mineral so beautiful
Is it possible?
Everything is
square
Can I play
Basketball?
In this world
are there
the one special
animal
I search
and search
for this animals biome
A mushroom island
A creeper
They were made to
destroy
A dream of
greatness
KABOOM!

Zombies Dream

A villager
A useless thing
Steve
That used to be me
I wish I could
Once more
Savor the moment
of holding a glowing pickaxe
Mining that holy ore
And slaying with that diamond sword
I wish,
I could play Minecraft with
my friends
But now,
the sun is setting on
the ocean
And I have
a job

Skeleton's Dream

Is my life
About Arrows
I see bones on
the floor
When day comes I go
When night comes
I snipe, that blasted
Steve and other users
I wish, one more time
I could hold that sword
Gleaming in the sun
Resting next to the clear pond
Fishing for food
Steve, take these moments and hold them
Because they will soon disappear
Now, the sun sets fast,
Herobrine is telling us to
go back into our world
To slay his enemy
Keep safe Steve
Keep safe Steve
Because I'm
Coming

Herobrine's Where I'm From Poem

I am from shadows and spy's
From craters to forest fires
I am from angry pigs that kill you
(evil and white eyes with no pupils)
I am from dark nights
the stars of fallen players scattered across the sky
as if I was one of them
I am from rainy mornings, dark and laggy, they make Steve want to scream
From the diamond that Notch made me lose
the eyes that I lost to a battle
I am from a sword
shiny and blue
sitting with leftover experience points from those who I slayed
(to be continued)

A Night on Michillinda (Michillinda is a street)
On the mountain
Cars silently pass by
No honks, no yelling
7-11 passes by
With its bright green letters glowing
While a lonely donut shop sits dark in the corner
As you move north
towards the hill
A loud 210 freeway rumbles
while you pass under it
A plaza, empty
Trash floats around
The street gets steeper
A high school, dark and sleeping
Another plaza
Dark, with the glowing light of the fridge with morning milk.
Everything gets darker.
Trees tower over
Houses, lights off
A silent night

Donut
Crispy and soft
Sweet and bitter (when they leave the milk out)
Warm and Refreshing
Sugar washes through your mouth
The jelly stings the cut on your tongue
From the work you put in
Another day is coming
You glance at the old clock in the corner
Its time to go










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